note three

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24/03

it's night again. the boy is no longer in his restraints. i have noticed that he isn't as scared of me anymore. it's a bit funny to me. it's nice to know that he's starting to trust me. but then again, he's obviously still scared of me. that's why i have decided to switch tactic. like, completely. i'm going to give him more and more freedom - if i trust him enough for that, of course. i'm also going to be kinder to him. sort of. i mean, i will be trying to build up a relationship with him. not necessarily a romantic one, just some sort of relationship. a bond, if you will. hopefully that will be more effective. i have to keep up with the threats though, they seem to work wonderfully despite the whole "scared of his life" thing. maybe that's actually what i need, i don't know. but anyways, that's the plan for now. creating a bond, which will help him to trust me. i hope this goes well.

by the way, i completely forgot that he needs food today. it was a bit awkward, that i had to go down there late at night and bring him a small plate. it's not like i can afford much food anyway. i can barely keep this raggedy ass house. but oh well, i prioritize myself. he gets my rests. now, i need to sleep. writing tomorrow.

- minho

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